Sanjeev Mansotra Poem | 'healing Hearts: Ode To Healthcare' Poem by Sanjeev Mansotra

In the halls where hope whispers, and courage abounds,
Stands a fortress of care where humanity surrounds.
With hands that mend and hearts that mend,
Healthcare warriors, steadfast to the end.

In the quiet of the night, they stand tall,
Answering the call, heeding the call,
Their touch a balm, their words a soothing song,
In the battle against darkness, they belong.

With compassion as their compass, they navigate,
Through storms of pain and trials of fate,
They hold the torch of healing high,
Guiding souls through the darkest sky.

From birth to twilight, they walk the line,
In the sacred dance of life, they intertwine,
Nurturing seeds of hope, planting seeds of care,
In the tapestry of humanity, they eternally share.

Their hands, skilled artisans of grace,
Erase the lines of suffering, leaving no trace,
Their eyes, mirrors of empathy and light,
Illuminate the path through the darkest night.

In the sanctuary of their embrace, we find solace,
In the symphony of their care, we find solace,
For in the realm of healing, they are our guiding star,
Healing hearts, wherever they are.